Observations of an Invisible Woman

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My Vision

I’ve been meditating more than usual lately. In fact, almost nightly I speak to the Most High and meditate on answers. My fear of this “gift” I’ve inherited is slowing disappearing. Yesterday after I watered my seedlings and worked around the yard, I felt the effects of the hot sun at last. Thirsty and sunkissed, I came inside. Without realizing it, I must have fallen asleep. I saw, in my dream, myself on the phone talking to a blogger buddy of mine. Her voice was clear, “Truth, do you believe in alchemy?”

“Alchemy? Yes…it’s very real. Alchemy is what Evil is using to keep us down and asleep.”

Suddenly I seemed to know everything about words and the power they have to cast spells. As I rattled away with my new found knowledge, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a bird perched on my credenza in the living room. The bird seemed to have been there for a very long time but for some reason, I never noticed it. It was no ordinary bird. It had the head of an owl and two huge black eyes as big as my dinner plates with a hueman mouth. Pretty, red feathers adorned its belly and it’s claws resembled a dragon. My friend was listening intently to my explanations when, out of nowhere, I sat up, looked directly at the bird-owl in slow motion and realized that it was real. It was watching over all of us simultaneously but it seemed to be just in my house. Then I spoke to it:

“You know I can see you, right? I know you are there. I see you. You’re not invisible. I can see you.”

The animal cocked it huge head to one side and made no move. So I repeated my statement, “I see you!” In complete and total shock, the bird opened its eyes to an abnormal width and height and its hueman mouth formed a surprised “O”. Its perfectly arched eyebrows rose in alarm. I spoke again feeling the power of Our Lord, “I belong to Christ and I can see you!”

It lifted its feathers, flapped its wings in indignation and disappeared.

My friend on the phone did not seem to suspect anything nor did she hear the exchange between the bird and myself. It’s as though I was the only one that knew. I snapped out of my trance only to realize that my eyes were open…I saw what I saw with open eyes. When I spoke to Dr. Bey, she told me how Europeans have been in Africa, the islands and in Haiti studying us for centuries. She told me that the military has been working on a branch of PsyOps (psychological operations) that deal just in telepathy. Credo Mutwa has even spoken of how the European would bypass the oil and diamond mines for one visit with a shaman. And Dr. Anderson’s wife, Joann, told me that once upon a time we were able to communicate with our minds like Charles Xavier from X-Men.

It is surely no coincidence that every scholar I’ve been fortunate enough to speak with has uttered the word “Alchemy” or “Shamanism” in some variation. It is my firm belief that the reason why we cannot wake up as a race is because of what has been done to us on a metaphysical level.

Our Chakras are under constant attack with the food, chemicals in the air, the music we listen to, tel-lie-vision and our inability to release our lower carnal self. Tell me your thoughts on this newest vision of mine. Do you think some kind of planetary spell is at play? And why are some of us more susceptible to it than others?

Sunday Thoughts

Sometimes when I walk outside, I see the faces of my family looking worn, tired and fearful. I wonder who they are, what brought them to this mental state and what stories they have to tell. We are all in this human family together, one entity under God, bonded together in deep spirituality.

My family asked me the other day, “Are you fearful of what’s to come?” My answer? “No. I have God with me. He is my light, my salvation and my rock.”

Today, this Sunday, I will post two of my favourite verses in the bible that have always given me peace when I needed it the most. Fear not, my family, for the Lord is always with you.

Fear not, for I am with thee: turn not aside, for I am thy God: I have strengthened thee, and have helped thee, and the right hand of my just one hath upheld thee. (11) Behold all that fight against thee shall be confounded and ashamed, they shall be as nothing, and the men shall perish that strive against thee. (Isaiah 41:10-11)

 Come to me all you that labor and are burdened, and I will refresh you. (29) Take up my yoke upon you, and learn of me, because I am meek, and humble of heart: And you shall find rest to your souls. (30) For my yoke is sweet and my burden light. (Matthew 11:28-30)

We are living in perilous times. Every day, a member of our family is shot, beaten and abused by the police. Jobs are lost, or rather stolen, to appease the approved “other” and our morale is sinking lower and lower. Please remember who you are and that no one can tell you who you are. You are the descendants of great thinkers, writers, poets, mathematicians, musicians and architects. We founded civilization, developed language, made clothes from animal skins and knew how to “read” the stars to detect time and weather.

We are God’s descendants. And no one can take that away from us! When you are at your most weary, call upon Him and He shall deliver you. When you are at your most fretful, call His name and He shall comfort you. And when you believe all hope is lost, remember that his blood courses through your veins.

Be in peace my family. All is not lost.

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